Fate: Livestream in Chaldeas

Chapter 15: The Loving Father and the Dutiful Child, A Warm Moment

Artoria wanted to use the cursed sword in her hand to repel her opponent, but unexpectedly, the greatsword wielded by the other person possessed strength that was in no way inferior.

"Hey, Arthur, is this all you've got?"

The mysterious armored Servant taunted, but the voice—it was that of a young woman?!

"An eyesore!"

A massive amount of mana gathered upon Artoria's cursed sword, and she swung it down with immense force.

Clang, clang, clang ——————!!!

The mysterious Servant did not evade but instead met the attack head-on.

The two continuously swung their swords, clashing fiercely, the sound of their longswords colliding echoing throughout the space.

For a moment, they were evenly matched.

"How is this possible?! Someone can actually fight King Arthur on equal footing…?!"

Olga Marie stared at the battle before her in astonishment.

Just a moment ago, they had been forced to flee, but now the situation seemed to have completely reversed.

"Who exactly is this Servant…?"

As if realizing something, Olga Marie turned to look at Ethan.

"A mere civilian! And yet you successfully summoned a Servant? Hmph, so last time wasn't just luck. I suppose that's commendable."

Despite her words, Olga Marie's expression remained displeased.

Seeing Olga Marie's slightly stubborn demeanor, Ethan sighed, choosing not to respond and instead checking on Mash's condition.

"Mash, are you alright?"

"I'm fine…"

Mash gently shook her head.

"Senpai isn't hurt, right?"

"No, thanks to you protecting me."

Ethan replied calmly.

"I… I'm a Servant… protecting my Master is only natural…"

Mash lowered her head slightly in embarrassment.

"Hey, are you two seriously ignoring me?!"

Olga Marie crossed her arms and stepped closer.

"Well, in any case, it's fortunate that you've summoned a Servant. At least we're temporarily out of danger. But this time, which Servant did you summon?"

Ethan didn't answer, simply gazing forward in silence.

Clang ——————!!!

The mysterious Servant once again swung her greatsword, striking fiercely against Artoria's magical sword.

"Hey, Arthur, why have you become like this?"

"Hmph! Another nameless nobody appearing out of nowhere."

"Nameless… nobody?!"

It seemed that statement struck a deep wound within the mysterious Servant, as the voice from behind the mask became agitated.

"Arthur, you're still the same as before—a proud king who never understood the hearts of people!!!"

She forcefully swung her greatsword, pushing Artoria back as mana began to gather upon the blade.

"And because you're like this, I must make you realize that your ideals, your ambitions—everything you long for—is nothing but an empty, meaningless dream!!!"

Mana transformed into crimson lightning, crackling across the greatsword before spreading to the rest of her armor.

Recognizing that her opponent was about to unleash a Noble Phantasm, Artoria immediately channeled an unending stream of mana from the Greater Holy Grail into her sword.

The next moment, the helmet of the mysterious Servant began to dissolve, becoming part of the armor, revealing the face hidden beneath.

That face—it was almost identical to Artoria's?!

However, in contrast to Artoria, the Servant's expression carried a far more rebellious air.

"Who… is this Servant?"

Faced with Olga Marie's question, Ethan finally spoke, revealing the true identity of their opponent.

"One of the Knights of the Round Table, both the son and the nephew of King Arthur—the one who brought an end to the Arthurian legend. The Knight of Treachery—Mordred."

"——————?!"

Everyone present at the scene, even the viewers watching the livestream, was utterly shocked by this earth-shattering revelation.

[Oh my god, is it really Mordred?!]

[Hell yeah, this is the ultimate fated battle.]

[Newbie here, just asking—does this company specialize in father-child drama scripts?]

[Dear viewers, let's play a game! Guess the relationship between the two fighters on screen!]

[A: Father and son, B: Mother and son, C: Mother and daughter, D: Father and daughter.]

[This Father-Son pair… no, wait, Father-Daughter… hold on, Mother and Daughter…?]

[Why is the gender situation such a mess?!]

[Welcome to Type-Moon, newbie.]

[Hmm... a dog (blue) and a daughter with daddy issues? I have a good joke here.]

[I'm listening, Mr. Curse Chef.]

[Ehem ehem...]

[I have a dog...]

[...]

[I have a daughter...]

[...]

[BAAMM!!!]

[...ED...WARD...]

[...]

[....]

[.....]

[YOU MOTHERF**K!!!!!!!]

[HOW DARE YOU!!!!!!!]

[CURSED YOU, CURSE CHEF!!!!!]

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[I'LL KILL YOU!!!!!!!]

[KONO HITO DE NASHI!!!!]

[Wait, wait, I don't get it.]

[Watch Fullmetal Alchemist: Brotherhood, you'll understand, a masterpiece.]

The livestream chat became more heated than ever, with viewership numbers skyrocketing.

However, Ethan had no time to pay attention to the discussion, as he himself was bewildered by the situation.

He was fully aware that the Servant he had summoned was Saber Mordred.

Clearly, she shared the same class as Artoria, yet she was still successfully summoned.

That meant, to some extent, the free will of a Servant could break certain summoning restrictions.

He hadn't expected Mordred to respond to his call purely to have a chance to fight Artoria.

The air began to tremble slightly as both sides completed their preparations for their Noble Phantasms.

"Arthur, this is the price of refusing to acknowledge me as your heir!"

Mordred shouted, then swung her greatsword!

"This is the evil sword that destroyed my father—Clarent Blood Arthur!!!"

At the same time, Artoria swung her cursed blade!

"Swallow the light—Excalibur Morgan!!!"

A crimson lightning-like beam and a dark aurora, like the breath of an evil dragon, collided violently!

BOOOOOM—————!!!

Two equally powerful mana forces clashed, releasing an overwhelming shockwave and blinding light that forced everyone in the cavern to shut their eyes.

Meanwhile, the livestream chat was at its absolute limit!

[Father-Son Noble Phantasm Clash—this is it, the vibe is perfect! Kimochiiii!!!]

[A sword from the mother's hand, striking down the rebellious daughter—this is true filial piety.]

[Anyone standing in front of the camera during a beam clash has always lost—my King is in danger!!!]

[Disobedient child? A good beating will fix that. Hurry, My King, discipline this insolent brat!]

[You claim to be Arthur? Fine, tonight, I shall devour all of Britannia's food supplies—let's see how you handle true rebellion!]

[By the power of this Command Seal, I order you, Artoria Pendragon—unleash your Noble Phantasm, "The Mother's Flying Slipper"!!!]

[Wait, hold on! She's the British—do British mom beat their kids with slippers?!]

[Ehm... idk, i'm not British...]

Some people even stopped caring about the battle's outcome and instead started theorizing about how Artoria even had a daughter with her own sister…

[How the hell did Artoria and Morgan have Mordred? Aren't they both women?!]

[I can only say: "Everything is Merlin's fault!"]

[Exactly, exactly! Isn't Merlin like a super-wizard? Creating a cock shouldn't be impossible.]

[Naruhodo… (Bronya: weird knowledge increased.gif)]

The two beams of light intertwined, then suddenly shot straight upward!

The entire cavern trembled violently, and debris rained down from the ceiling.

"Senpai, watch out!!!"

Mash immediately raised her shield, blocking the falling debris and shielding Ethan and Olga Marie from the shockwave.

The quake lasted a full five to six minutes before gradually subsiding.

Once the ground stabilized, Mash lowered her shield, while Ethan quickly surveyed their surroundings.

The cavern was now littered with rubble, and as he looked up, he noticed a massive hole in the ceiling!

The Noble Phantasm clash had pierced straight through the entire mountain, revealing the night sky above—an endless, dark canvas.

"Arthur, you've ended up like this again—resorting to that thing to supply your mana."

Mordred, now helmetless, lifted her greatsword with a mocking smirk.

"Looks like you don't have much strength left. It's time for you to step down."